"Go and manufacture some explanation of my conduct as though it were your own.

Let her have that much peace of mind, anyway." "You young sneak!" retorted Dysart.

"I suppose you think that what you have heard will warrant your hanging around my wife.

Try it and see." "Good God, Dysart!" he said, "I never thought you were anything more vicious than what is called a 'dancing man.' What are you, anyhow ?" "You'll learn if you tamper with my affairs," said Dysart.

He whipped off his mask and turned a corpse-like visage on the younger man.